In the summer, a group of four or five-year-olds looked curiously at the small Xiaoice particles falling from the sky.

"It's a popsicle! You can eat it! ”

The children cheered and used their little hands to catch the hail.

Teacher Zhang was busy changing the pants of the little boy in the corner. The little boy's eyes were dead, and he looked at the yellow liquid on his pants and wheelchair, and said nothing.

Seeing that the ignorant dolls outside the classroom were picking up hail and wanted to taste the taste, Teacher Zhang was afraid that something would go wrong, so he didn't care about the little boy taking off half of his pants, and hurriedly went to bring the children back outside.

At this time, only four little boys remained in the classroom, and a little girl in the front row who was sleeping on her stomach with a fever.

Among the little boys, there is a fat boy named Yang Jun, who is tiger-headed, healthy and strong, white and fat, with two plateau red cheeks, which is bigger than other children.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes, he wanted to go outside to see the hailstones, but he suddenly smelled a smell of urine, and he turned his head with a wrinkled nose.

Tu Mochu in a wheelchair was lifting his pants by himself, but he was empty below his knees, and he had no way to borrow his strength, so he could only try his best to pull up his wet pants and barely cover the bottom.

Yang Jun looked at the liquid on the ground and shouted in a loud voice: "Look! Tu Mochu peed his pants! It's all over the place. ”

The other boys in the classroom turned their heads and covered their mouths and noses.

"It's dirty!"

"I saw it just now, Mr. Zhao is changing his pants!"

"He's still wearing those pants, uh-"

Tu Mochu's pale little face turned red from shame. Biting his lip, he jerked down the picture book to block the soaking edge of his pants. He shivered and looked at the teacher outside the classroom.

Teacher Xiao Zhang came in with the last child in his arms and scolded with a straight face: "That's hail, you can't eat it!" Afraid that the children would be disobedient, she said, "If you eat hail, you will never grow taller again!" ”

As soon as these words came out, several children immediately turned white with fright, and cried, "Teacher, am I no longer taller......

Teacher Xiao Zhang turned to comfort: "Of course not, it's okay to go back and eat well tonight." ”

The innocent children burst into tears and laughed.

However, naivety is sometimes extraordinarily cruel, the little fat man Yang Jun's carrot-like little finger pointed at Tu Mochu, "Teacher Zhao, Tu Mochu peed his pants!" ”

Teacher Xiao Zhang then remembered that Tu Mochu's pants in the corner were only half off, and Yang Jun shouted so loudly that everyone in the class heard it.

Tu Mochu's body trembled, and tears fell down in large numbers, he didn't mean it, he didn't mean it......

For a while, the children's immature discussion sounded.

"I don't pee my pants when I'm three years old!"

"Mom said it was a dirty kid who peed his pants."

"Tu Mochu has no legs, he still pees his pants, we won't play with him in the future! I'll pee my pants when I play with him! ”

……

The chattering sound continued, and finally woke up the feverish little girl in the front row. She wore two pigtails, her cheeks were red, her long eyelashes quivered, and her hazy eyes opened.

Jing Lin blinked sluggishly, feeling her breath burning, this immature body had no strength, and she clearly remembered that she was dead, how could it be ......

Her eyes were lowered, and she looked at her white and tender little hands that still had meat pits, and she was stunned for a long time.

The children behind him shouted Tu Mochu's name, Jing Lin breathed sluggishly, and looked back with incredible eyes.

The blurred picture in his memory suddenly became clear, and Mr. Zhang was only in his twenties this year, full of gentleness and vitality. And the group of children looked at the small mass in the corner with hatred, and showed disgusted expressions.

Jing Lin saw the big wheels of the wheelchair and the stiff body of the little boy on it through the crowd. He clenched his teeth, and his black and white eyes, which looked big because of his thin cheeks, looked at the children who were ignorant and laughing at him.

The next moment it seemed that the surroundings were suddenly quiet. Slaughter...... Tu Mochu...... Although he only glanced at it, Jing Lin was extremely sure that this was Tu Mochu when he was a child.

The five-year-old boy, who couldn't control himself because of a broken leg, peed his pants, and this scene will gradually fade in everyone's memory, replaced by the crazy stubborn but indifferent genius computer master eighteen years later.

To many, he is a ruthless demon who works on software that undermines social stability. And the demon Tu Mochu is now just a fragile child who has just lost his legs.

"Jing Lin." A little girl said, "We won't play with him anymore!" ”

Jing Lin was only four years old, the youngest child in the class, and she couldn't remember how she answered in her previous life, so she probably agreed.

For all ignorant children, peeing their pants in kindergarten is something to be ashamed of. What's more, the boy was very special, his calf below the knee was cut off, and the lower half of his pants was empty, and the children were both scared and curious.

There was a mess in the classroom, it was almost time to get out of school, the parents who picked up the children would come soon, Teacher Zhao pushed the wheelchair away, taking into account the little boy's self-esteem, she had to go to the toilet quickly to help Tu Mochu change his pants, and then organize the children to go home.

Jing Lin watched helplessly as Tu Mochu was pushed away, and her voice after illness was as weak as a newborn kitten, "Tu Mochu ......"

No one heard, and he didn't look back.

She suddenly remembered the twenty-three-year-old Tu Mochu, sitting in a wheelchair with an expressionless face, and said in a cold voice that he would protect her for the rest of her life. Xiao Tuanzi Jinglin sighed and lay on the table, could it be that he paid too much in his previous life, and let her pay off her debts in this life, right?

"Tu Mochu, don't be sad. The students will forget tomorrow, the teacher has sandwich biscuits here, do you want to eat one? ”

Tu Mochu said in a low voice: "I want to go home." ”

"Then wait for your mother to pick you up, okay?"

Tu Mochu clenched his small fists tightly, lowered his head and did not speak.

In those years, there were no mobile phones, and it was not convenient to connect.

Tu Mochu's mother was a surgeon, and sometimes she was busy late at night for an operation. My father is the captain of the criminal police team, and he is also very busy with work. The two of them would often be unable to pull away, and occasionally ask the neighbor to take him back by the way. For example, Jing Lin's parents, or the parents of children such as Yang Jun and Chen Meixi.

Parents came to the kindergarten one after another, and today another female teacher asked for leave, and the burden was on Teacher Xiao Zhang alone, and she was a little too busy. She pushed Tu Mochu, who had changed into pants, back to the classroom and took out the building blocks for him to play by himself.

Tu Mochu lowered his head and didn't move.

Jing Lin looked at him with complicated eyes. What would she most like to do all over again?

Of course, it is to stay away from Fei Hang, a scumbag, to honor his parents, and it is best not to have anything to do with Tu Mochu. But the premise is that Tu Mochu did not leave such a strong stroke before her death. Her feelings for Tu Mochu are too complicated, and she can't figure it out.

Parents who came to pick up their children complained from time to time, "What the hell is this weather! The sun is bright in the morning, and the ice lumps fall in the afternoon. ”

Soon, Jing Lin's mother Lin Fangfei also came with an umbrella. Ms. Lin Fangfei was still young at this time, with no fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and she was wearing a blue short-sleeved top, neat and capable.

Jing Lin's eyes moved away from Tu Mochu's body, and looked at her mother who came in a hurry, her eyes instantly moistened.

Lin Fangfei hugged her, "Ouch, Linlin, why are you crying, scared by the hail?" ”

Jing Lin shook her head, threw herself into her mother's arms, and sobbed quietly.

"Come, mom carries you, obediently hug mom's neck."

Lin Fangfei greeted Teacher Zhang and left with her daughter on her back.

Yang Jun's father was the first in the class to pick him up, and the little fat dun rode on his father's shoulder, showing off his might and was very proud.

Chen Meixi's grandmother also came and took her granddaughter home.

Then came Jing Lin's mother......

Jing Lin turned around, Tu Mochu, who was lonely in the corner, didn't look at her, his eyes fell on a small piece of wetland next to him, which was the water trail left by Teacher Xiao Zhang's hastily dragging it.

She thought of the man's cold and gentle kiss eighteen years later, and when she looked at Tu Mo at the beginning, she felt a shallow pain in her heart. This great man in the future was so fragile and lonely when he was young and immature.

Jing Lin moved her fingers, and then wanted to look at Tu Mochu, Lin Fangfei had already carried her on her back for a long distance.

Tu Mochu raised his head and looked at the back of the female doll lying on her mother's back. They went farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

At the end of the classroom, only a little boy remained, sitting silently in a wheelchair.

The kindergarten is very close to Jing's house, but it is a little far from where Lin Fangfei works. Lin Fangfei had fast legs and feet, and she took Jing Lin home in ten minutes against the hail.

Jing Lin had no strength, she was dizzy, and she fell asleep when she got home. When she woke up in a daze at night, Lin Fangfei was wiping her with alcohol, and sighed helplessly, "When did you start to have a fever, I don't know if I told the teacher, I won't be stupid, right?" ”

Jing Zhenhao also came over to see his sick daughter. Jing Lin burned like that, and the couple were stunned just now. Fortunately, Jing Lin's uncle is a doctor who runs a small pharmacy, so he came to take a look and prescribed antipyretics, otherwise it would be troublesome to send to the hospital in such weather.

This year, there was only one child in the family, Jing Lin, and her younger brother Jing Hu had not yet been born.

Jing Zhenhao touched his daughter's soft little face, "It's much better, it doesn't seem to be so hot." ”

"Don't go to kindergarten tomorrow, you ask the teacher for a leave tomorrow morning."

When Jing Lin was half-asleep and half-awake, she vaguely heard her parents mention Tu Mochu.

Lin Fangfei said: "That kid didn't pick up today, I see that Lanzhi hasn't gotten off work now, and Tu Yiqian hasn't gone home!" ”

"Alas! Such a small baby, the rest of the life will be ruined......"

In the sigh of her parents, Jing Lin fell asleep.

Jing Lin remembered the scene of the indifferent man struggling to fall out of the wheelchair and hug herself. Everyone said he was a demon, and she was a little afraid of his taciturn appearance, but the future demon was still just a poor and helpless little boy.

Jing Lin woke up the next day, the fever had subsided, and she got up obediently.

Lin Fangfei was cooking breakfast, Jing Zhenhao entered the door and went directly to the kitchen, "I just asked Teacher Zhang for leave, I heard her ......"

Jing Lin heard a heavy sigh through the old living room furniture, "Tu Mochu waited all night and no one answered ......"

Jing Lin stood in place and was stunned for a long time.

After a hailstorm, the temperature drops, and even the summer nights are not warm. Tu Mochu couldn't wait for anyone in the world.

The child's recovery ability is strong, and Jing Lin is almost better.

Lin Fangfei took a day off from the factory to take care of Jinglin at home. She works in her home garment factory, and her daily job is to make clothes in front of the sewing machine, and she gets paid by piecework, and she can earn four or five hundred yuan a month, which is a good salary.

Breakfast was a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and the only thing in the whole family was Jing Lin's bowl was a white and fat egg.

There was a sound of going downstairs outside the door, and then a woman screamed, "Lin Fangfei!" ”

Lin Fangfei replied loudly, "I asked for leave today." ”

The woman muttered, "Not sooner." Then he twisted his waist and walked away.

Jing Lin looked up at her mother, and Lin Fangfei really had a calm face.

The woman's name is Lin Fen, and Lin Fangfei are from the same village, and it is a coincidence that both women later married in N City, became neighbors, and both worked in garment factories. Two years later, they became pregnant at about the same time and gave birth to daughters. It is inevitable that the people around him will compare Lin Fen with Lin Fangfei, but Lin Fangfei can't compare to Lin Fen in anything.

Lin Fangfei's husband, Jing Lin's father, works in a brick factory, the work is hard, and the salary is not high. Lin Fen's husband is a primary school teacher, respectable, and has a decent job.

In this way, Lin Fangfei is not so stingy, mainly than her daughter.

Lin Fen's daughter is called Chen Meixi, half a month older than Jing Lin, she is pink and cute, and she is round and jade without a child, but she is delicate and dignified, like a "little jade girl", and everyone who sees it praises this child for looking good!

In comparison, Jing Lin became the one who was crushed. Four-year-old Jing Lin has a chubby face, big eyes, and two small chirps on her head, which is very cute and round. Lin Fen covered her mouth and smiled every time she saw Xiao Jinglin, "What did Linlin eat?" The fleshy ones with small hands are fatter than my Meixi. ”

Praise openly, mock secretly. Because Lin Fangfei is slightly fat, Lin Fen is alluding to the fact that genes are not good.

Jing Lin saw her mother's gloomy face and sighed softly.

Her family background has always been ordinary, and her luck is incomparable. She remembers that Chen Meixi moved out when she was in junior high school and bought a new house, and the new house was demolished after two years, so she was divided into two apartments. Chen Meixi's family is getting better and better, but it is Jinglin's family who lends money to her uncle, and it has always been so ordinary.

There is only one point, the Jing family completely counterattacked, and by the time she was in her first year of high school, Chen Meixi was disabled, and the "little jade girl" became a mean look. And Jing Lin, after drawing the strips, seems to be stretching out of the young leaves, and the appearance is extremely amazing, and she has become the school flower of the third middle school in N City.

But Jing Lin can't comfort her mother now, even if she says this kind of thing, Lin Fangfei thinks that the child is talking nonsense at most. Jing Lin thought about it for a long time last night, and the rebirth was too mysterious, so she didn't plan to tell her parents. She is grateful to be able to live again, so she plans to obediently be a four-year-old little girl, stay by her parents' side to support them, even if she doesn't marry in this life, she will not let her parents suffer for her in middle age, and even white-haired people send black-haired people.